a poem of unreachable stars

Madness

this savage garden called eden, the impossible dream

perhaps it’s true
I’m slipping into madness
how else is it that I can see the world
through the eyes of a child
with the mind of a man
how is it that I hold my entire life in this one moment
how is it that the more I say, the more I leave unsaid
that the only way to have it all
is to do nothing
how is it that the more I let go
the more I hold close
how is it that the more I breath out
the more alive I feel
how is it that the more my heart breaks
the more…